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Gary Sokolow

Seedling

 

I

 

A circle of poems long ago

Forgotten.

 

The opal eyes of a young woman

Clear and crisp as an autumn horizon.

 

II

 

The dying bargain a few more days.

 

I’ve betrayed my life far too long,

All I ask are for these words.

 

III

 

I met the poets.

 

Listened to their songs of salvation,

Barren winters on the plains.

 

They tossed aside my thoughts.

 

IV

 

Returned last night

For how long will you stay?

 

 

 

Her Love, Our Love

 

disentangle bodies,

word after mislaid word

 

how it builds, a thousand cuts

later even old

 

clothes can find

new uses

 

memory

scent of desire

 

and the end of

a love affair

 

the first snows

finding us

 

flake by

tiny flake

 

wherever we

hide

 

accumulation

total whiteout.

 

 

Gary Sokolow was published in edition #10 of Chantarelle's Notebook back in 2007. He was published in Up the Staircase, a few years back, as well.

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